A record that perhaps only Dylan fans need apply for. [Aug 2012, p.110]

If none are the kind of songs likely to be remembered with misty-eyed affection in another 40 years, they at least entertainingly tackle matters few others would. [Mar 2006, p.104]

A typically quirky commentary on contemporary culture's transient nature that's also attuned to the shifting moods of modern club sounds. [Feb 2019, p.116]

A charming album. [May 2006, p.128]

There's a human message: No matter where you are, the party's what you make of it. [Jul 2010, p.124]

Yet while these tracks might bring Nelly Furtado's Timbaland-fueled makeover to mind, there is more to She Wolf than glossy dance-pop. [Dec 2009, p. 124]

It's stylistically close to 2012's excellent Interstellar, but on this form, too much of a good thing just isn't possible. [Dec 2013, p.112]

Five years in, they've still to learn that less can sometimes be more. [Jun 2016, p.112]

Their most adventurous and assured album to date?

There's no doubting her sonic ambitions, the glowing multitracked vocals and eclectic instrumentation here resembling a kind of lo-fi, one-woman version of Animal Collective. [Jun 2009, p.117]

Feels so far behind the curve that it's just rolling gently backwards on roller-skates at this point. ... More edge, it seems, would only burst their bubble. [Jun 2020, p.106]

A hip hop album of raw and unusual playfulness. [Jan 2010, p. 118]

Seratones' opening salvo might be impressive but you can't help feeling their timing couldn't be worse. [Aug 2016, p.117]

Nothing quite matches its [Snow's] shock and awe and there's some of the old water-treading in Falling, but there's menace in the repetition of "my tears well up and cry for you" on the spooked Petals and she's never sounded quite so otherworldly as she does on Corduroy Legs. [Jul 2016, p.113]

The spirit of drunk adolescence, cramped kitchens and broken valuable endures on their frightfully fun debut. [Mar 2013, p.101]

Their debut turns out to be a lovely slice of Americana, tastefully underpinned by warm harmonies, acoustic guitars and a melancholy yearning for lost youth. [Oct 2009, p.118]

Weighted by retro production that gets bogged down in neo-soul moves reminiscent of Sade, though, inspiration flickers throughout without ever reaching full illumination. [Jun 2014, p.118]

An 18-song adventure in sparse and particular beauty. [Jun 2020, p.97]

His creative fires still showing no signs of dimming, David Byrne remains as playful and brilliant as ever. [Apr 2018, p.114]

Live On Ten Legs is career-spanning, expertly played, surprisingly spirited resume, with the curveballs of Joe Strummer And The Mescaleros' Arms Aloft and a slightly tweaked version of Public Image Limited's Public Image that misses the point by such a distance it borders on skewed genius. [Mar 2011, p.115]

It is only after about the fifth listen that the true wonder of Some Cities slowly starts revealing itself. [Mar 2005, p.97]

As he switches from the blues shuffle of Repo Man to pedal steel laments, country rock, and even lovelorn soul, you can't help but marvel at the knack Ray LaMontagne has for really inhabiting his songs. [Oct 2020, p.111]

What was once the musical equivalent of a blokes' night out has morphed into a proper gang. [Sep 2006, p.108]

Night On My Side is undeniably flawed... but there's enough here to suggest a future that's far from bedroom-bound. [June 2002, p.116]

Slideling ditches the Bunnymen's arch neo-psychedelia in favour of four-square indie-rock. [May 2003, p.110]

It doesn't all work, but there are euphoric peaks... that rival the far-out grooves of David Axelrod and The Flaming Lips. [Aug 2004, p.106]

Recommended to any rap fan suffering from bling fatigue. [May 2004, p.110]

At times the sound of Peter Hook eating himself, at its best - the epic, Hook-sung It's A Boy - Monaco display a powerful combination of emotionalism and bombast all their own.